"You sent me pictures
of your breasts
in a swim suit.
And damn,
that one,
from your right,
is hot as shit."
He is roaring and banging
at the cage bars tonight,
that is for sure.
"If we were able,
and you were willing,
I would certainly
take you
with a passion
tonight.
Work you over good."
He wishes he could spend
a month alone with her.
Just the two of them.
"Dream tonight
of all the wonderful things
I might do to you.
If I have trouble
sleeping tonight,
maybe I will dream
of ways to make you squirm."
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